Sunday, July 17, 2011

Today, I did not cry during the lesson in Relief Society. I have done enough of that in the last couple weeks after learning that my friend's 9-month-old was losing her battle in this life, having been born with a heart defect - I think she only had 3 chambers in her heart.

Anyway, yesterday I attended a beautiful graveside memorial for Baby Sofia. Susy and Scott are amazing, and they are a great example of remembering what is important -- family.

Which brings us to today...

Sister Miner, a single mom of eight, taught Lesson#37 Family Responsibilities. She is amazing. I am excited to be her next-door neighbor in a month!

Sidetracked...

Here are my notes from her lesson...

FAITH should govern everything we do.

What is my responsibility as a sister, an adult child, a wife, a mother?

Sunday, July 3, 2011

I recall one of my favorite books in elementary school, "The Westing Game." My first murder mystery. And one line sticks out more than others, although as I recall it had more lines from the hymn "America, the Beautiful." That line is "May God thy gold refine."

It occurred to me this morning, while playing this hymn in sacrament meeting, that we, His covenant people, are the gold to be refined. Okay, so I may be a little slow on the uptake... I am almost 40. A small yet important truth reveales to me that the scriptures are true, and I felt my Heavenly Father's love as I learned that truth.

Friday, July 1, 2011

We have moved approximately every three years since we married in 1996. We had three different addresses in St. George, two in Brigham City, lived in Charlottesville, VA and Fernley, NV. We finally settled in Saratoga Springs and thought this was home and then... the house we are renting is being foreclosed on.

*SIGH*

So what makes this move different from the others?

ALL the other moves were our choice. And we now have five children. And a limited income. Do you know how hard it is to find a rental with 5br for $1300 or less?

So maybe it's a little early to look. And maybe, just maybe, an investor will buy the house and want us to stay.

My prayer is that I will be able to accept whatever comes our way, and I leave it to Heavenly Father to prepare the way for us, wherever it leads.

I try not to complain. I don't have cancer. I am healthy. My baby is not dying before my eyes and doctors telling me to enjoy every minute. My kids are healthy. They drive me bonkers, but I love them. [I think I didn't have to yell too much today! yay!] We both have jobs. We have food to eat. We have friends, family and a ward that love us.

Perhaps that latter is what makes it hard to face moving. On the other hand it is fun to dream of something bigger and starting a new adventure. So many dreams. I need to have faith that we will know what to do and when to do it.